The popular and talented singer Yulia Berezova and her husband Vadim Belostotsky died on January 16, 2015 in an accident near the city of Ivdel - on the 73rd kilometer of the road from the Khanty-Mansi Autonomous Okrug border to Ivdel, when they were driving creative performance in Serov (planning to give a charity concert for the restoration of a temple in the village of Romanovo).

According to eyewitnesses, a Toyota Corolla (in which Yulia Berezova was seated) flew into the oncoming lane and collided with a truck. The singer died at the scene of the accident, and her husband died later in the hospital. On January 19, Yulia’s brother Alexander Boev delivered the bodies of the spouses who died in the accident to Yekaterinburg from Ivdel.

The driver of the truck that collided with the singer's car survived, but is still in custody. in serious condition.

The charity concert was supposed to be Yulia Berezova's first performance this year

Yulia Berezova's Russian songs, filled with spiritual Orthodox content, were extremely popular not only among fans of her work living in the Ural region, they were listened to and loved by all of Orthodox Rus'. For many years she presented her amazing, special-sounding voice to grateful listeners at numerous concerts and on the air of Orthodox radio stations. She wrote poems herself, turned them into beautiful songs, which she then successfully performed. Having listened to the first sounds of any of her songs, it is no longer possible to tear yourself away from the enchanting melody without listening to it to the end.

Song by Yulia Berezova to the words of Marina Tsvetaeva

The church funeral service for Yulia Berezova took place on January 20 in Yekaterinburg in the Church of the Nativity of Christ on Mashinostroiteley Street, 4a. Her close relatives, the Fighting family, are well known in this temple. Yulia's mother, Larisa Boeva, worked in a Sunday school for many years. Here, at Orthodox classes, among the students one could see the future singer herself, her brother and sister, twins Ksenia and Alexander.

Church of the Nativity before the funeral service for Yulia Berezova

A memorial table with a portrait of Yulia Berezova was installed near the altar

Yulia Berezova and her husband Vadim Belostotsky were buried on January 20, 2015 at the Forest Cemetery of Yekaterinburg (Shirokaya Rechka microdistrict).

Yulia Berezova was only six days short of her birthday. January 22, 2015, to her - talented singer, composer, teacher, director of the Orthodox choir - should have turned 42 years old.

The songs of Yulia Berezova, filled with deep content, have and will continue to make this world a better place (Filming in the singer’s homeland, Crimea)

After tragic death spouses Yulia and Vadim - five children were left orphans - four daughters and a son.

The brother of the late singer Alexander Boev organized a fundraiser to support children left without parents. At the same time, he noted that all “the children will remain in the family - no one is considering other options.”

Yulia Berezova is a laureate of republican and Russian competitions, an honorary guest of the Holy Rus' festival. She was not only a composer and singer, but also a regent, a teacher at the theological seminary, Sunday, music and secondary schools, wife and mother in big friendly family, where four daughters and a son were born. Her most famous songs are “Black Robes” (lyrics by V. Paley), “For the Youth” (lyrics by M. Tsvetaeva), “In the Echoing Temple” (lyrics by Monk Barnabas (Sanina)), “Evening Singing” ( mon. Lazarus).

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About a Person: Ksenia Kirillova about Yulia Berezova

“OUR YULIA” - IN MEMORY OF YULIA BEREZOVA

“The famous Orthodox singer Yulia Berezova died tragically.” I read this line on the news and I can't believe a word of it. Literally none. Neither the news of her death, nor this well-honed combination of “famous Orthodox singer.” Julia was certainly famous. And even more so, certainly, that she was Orthodox. But we perceived it completely differently. There was never an ounce of arrogance or inaccessibility characteristic of “stars” in her. Yulia was dear, dear to the very core, and was no longer perceived by us in any other way.

Yulia Berezova was indeed not only a composer and an excellent singer with a conservatory education, but also a regent and a teacher of various music schools, including the Sunday school of the Church of the Nativity in Yekaterinburg, of which she is a parishioner long years appeared. “Our Julia” - that’s what the parishioners of the temple called her. There we met her for the first time. It was there that white doves lived in the Spiritual Educational Center, which Julia sometimes used at her concerts. This is how I remember her forever: Julia sings in the usual temple refectory with her recently born youngest child in her arms, and on her shoulder sits a white dove...

Each Yulin concert resembled a performance: the scenery was honed to the limit, Beautiful music, a charming voice - aesthetic perfection. Yulia lived through art, she existed through music, breathed it, and simply could not live any other way. Always warm-hearted, enthusiastic, reverent, she involved her own children and Sunday school students in her work, she was constantly rehearsing something, writing and singing, singing, singing...

It is amazing that despite her fame, despite the fact that Julia is truly loved by so many, she retained a truly fantastic ability not to receive any benefit from her popularity. It’s not that Yulia directly categorically refused to accept money - it’s clear that she and her large family needed to live on something. But she did not know how to earn money at all, and the very connection between creativity and material gain was so alien to her nature that profit often passed her by.

Sometimes Yulia not only had no money to release CDs, but also had nothing to pay for the apartment and for the education of her children in Orthodox school, which ultimately forced her to move from Yekaterinburg to Novosibirsk, and then to Ugra. At the same time, many times before my eyes she performed absolutely free in any halls where she was invited: be it diocesan holidays or conferences, even if she only got to sing a couple of songs at them. She did not refuse anyone, and prepared for such “small-town” performances no less than for concerts in Moscow.

Her songs were posted on the Internet, “pirates” released hundreds of her CDs, and meanwhile we tried on our own to organize her concerts and arrange them so that everything would be on top. Many of Yulia’s fans will probably be surprised to learn that spectacular and high-quality programs were sometimes prepared handicraft, “on the knees,” with the last money, through the efforts of several enthusiasts. I remember how stupidly I forgot my voice recorder at home when I came to my first interview with Yulia in 2009. We did the interview anyway - the old fashioned way, writing down the answers in a notebook - and yet it still ended up being four whole pages long! And this, too, was symbolic in a sense.

Few people know that Yulia was already on the verge of death once. In 2010, she suffered a micro-infarction. Her husband was out of town at the time, and Yulia was saved by someone who happened to be nearby at the right moment. close girlfriend Catherine, also a parishioner of the Church of the Nativity. At some point, the doctors were not sure that they could save Yulia’s life, but, thank God, then everything worked out. And literally a couple of months after Yulina’s discharge from the hospital, our mutual friends in Novosibirsk organized a forum on juvenile justice. I was invited to give a report on assessing legislation, and Yulia was invited to sing. And she, not yet fully recovered from the heart attack and taking her children in her arms, went to Siberia. The doctors were categorically against it, they believed that Yulia’s body still had to get stronger, but she didn’t want to hear anything.

“This is a very important problem,” said Yulia. - “I have children myself, I understand how important this is.”

Yulia had to speak only at the end of the three-day conference, in the Novosibirsk academic campus. Many participants had already gone home, and big hall only a couple of dozen people remained. But Julia sang for them no less soulfully than she would have sung for a full hall. She would be ready to sing even for just one person. She really loved her audience, she knew how to love. Julia loved her children, she loved God and music, she loved people. She exuded embodied love, which was impossible to doubt, in which it was impossible not to believe...

When Yulia said that she wanted to record a disc of my poems, it became a real miracle for me. She herself asked to write a song for her spiritual testament St. Seraphim Vyritsky “It was from Me.” Julia loved this text very much and said that it helped her during her illness, when she was on the verge of death. Needless to say, she didn’t have the money to record the disc, and we collected this money ourselves, and invested our own, and looked for a studio, and it was very important for Yulia that there was not a synthesizer, but a real piano. It was unthinkable for her to make a song with non-live music, and she mercilessly re-recorded the material again and again, not forgiving herself for missing a single note. We were very lucky that the already recorded disc was later released in large numbers by the Belarusian St. Elisabeth Monastery...

Probably at least half of Yulina’s concerts were for charity. She was affected by literally every problem and tragedy that appeared on the horizon. During the traditional “Royal Days” for Yekaterinburg, Yulia took part in organizing the holiday “ White flower"and together with us she raised money to create a first aid service for children with Down syndrome. She was deeply shaken by the Russian-Georgian conflict, and most importantly, by what the people who found themselves in its epicenter experienced.

This is how our song “On the ruins of Tskhinval” appeared, the main characters of which were not one side or the other of the conflict, but those who died, clearing the rubble of collapsed houses and pulling out living people from there - regardless of their nationality. And when the song was ready, Yulia got ready and, with the help of a charity organization, went straight to Tskhinvali to sing it to the people. She loved the line from this song: “Dying young is no more difficult task,” and also: “Any life is beautiful, but it’s no longer your own.” And she really died young...

It’s hard for me to finish this chaotic essay, it’s hard to force myself to write something banal, like the fact that Yulia now finds herself in best place, her full of love the soul will undoubtedly respond to God's love and will find true and complete happiness. I’m almost sure that this is exactly how everything will be, but we will have to get used to the new world for a long time - a world in which our Yulia does not exist. A world in which there is even less love and light - much less. May God rest your soul, dear Julia!

January 16, 2016 marks one year since his deathJulia Berezovo th - a talented Russian singer, composer, teacher, director of an Orthodox choir.

This interview with Yulia Berezova was recorded and agreed upon in 2013, when she once again came to Novosibirsk for charity and visited the public organization Center for Family Education and Upbringing “Family and Children”.

The article was submitted for publication by Nadezhda Sergeevna Artyomova - director Public organization Center for family education and upbringing "Family and Children".

Story difficult happiness over which are working.

The story of female happiness of Yulia Berezova - a mother of five children, a wife, an Orthodox singer and composer, a woman fulfilling a mission of social service - could not be more suitable for our issue. Therefore, we considered our meeting at the Orthodox fair not a coincidence, and did not fail to take advantage of the opportunity to invite Yulia to our editorial office.

How does a woman named Berezova appear to our mind's eye? Some light Russian birch tree?

Russian in soul, without a doubt. But about herself, Yulia Berezova, laughing, says: “Whoever doesn’t consider me “one of their own” - the Greeks, the Ukrainians, the Armenians, the Jews, and the Ossetians - is a certain collective image in appearance. Not Russian at all.” The character reveals the qualities inherent in the Russian people - openness, friendliness and dignity stemming from faith in God - from the first minutes of communication with Yulia, they endear their interlocutor.

The question with which our conversation began was the topic of the issue: how important a role did mother, grandmother, and family play in the formation of Yulia - girls, girls, women? Our expectations were confirmed - for her story was filled with such details and the smallest details that only loving heart.

Yulia's mother, Larisa Alexandrovna, was born in 1951, in the hero city of Kerch, into a family of simple workers (Evdokia is from a family of fishermen, Alexander worked as a mechanic at a factory, and later connected his life with the sea, with long voyages). My parents worked a lot, and therefore my mother became independent early: at the age of five, she cooked potatoes for dinner for the first time, however, along with garden soil, not suspecting that it needed to be washed, she went to her grandmother Anna for anchovy (fish), there was no money for bread enough. Being alone for a long time, she loved to go to her grandmother in Quarantine. Each such trip was a whole event - pass by a swamp, pick reeds, swim in the sea and every time look beyond the church fence - and what is there? There, behind the fence, there existed a special world, filled with its own real secret and so close to real life. Often, little Larisa watched the family of the local priest, Father Joasaph Kraplin. He was one of the first post-war graduates of the Moscow Theological Seminary, endowed by God with Love for people, and for this the Lord healed people through him (but more on that later). He went to the store in simple slippers, with a string bag in his hands, and behind him, in single file, his children walked - and for some reason little Larisa always wanted to go with them, which is what she did: she would line up behind her and walk, no one would chase her. Arriving at the store, the priest bought bread, milk and one piece of candy for each child. She observed all this like some kind of secret from the opposite corner, where she was hiding when she entered the store.

Julia remembers the stories of her mother’s childhood as if they were her own - now she understands that the loving Lord was always there, He invisibly filled and fills the world By ourselves, therefore, people, animals, plants, all the beauty of God’s world were so vividly imprinted in memory. For example, the dog Tuzik reaches out with his paws to the doorbell and waits for his compassionate neighbors to bring him a treat. And if some grandmother, opening the door, doesn’t notice him downstairs (“And who’s playing around here - ringing the doorbell?”) - she’ll ring again. Having reached an advanced age (and 20 dog years are almost 100 human years!), Tuzik began to feel cold like an old man, and therefore accompanied his owner, dressed in a coat and a hat with earflaps, which caused smiles and good-natured, roaring laughter from passers-by.

Yulia also remembers from her mother’s stories how she and her classmates wrote essays while sitting at open window, into which a spreading lilac bush peeked, the aroma of the southern region enveloped girls’ hearts, filling them with fantasy. This aroma that filled the entire space of the room, the taste of homemade grape juice, the feeling of inescapable joy - and the lines fell on a sheet of paper so easily, romantically and gracefully that the teacher read these essays in front of the whole class.

Grandmother and grandfather talked about their “war” childhood. When she first saw the Germans riding a motorcycle, little Evdokia fainted from fear. Having come to her senses, she was horrified, as one German brought her to her senses, trying to explain that he also had a daughter, just like her. Grandfather told with tears how his father died from a bombing before his eyes. How for several years, when he was very young, the Germans tore him around the camps of Germany, how his legs were run over by a trolley, how his sick “friends” hid him in a pile of coal in a mine, how the camp inspector fed the sick Sasha, how he was led to execution, and miraculously escaped. About how difficult it was to build the ancestral house - how they themselves sawed the stones (Crimean limestone) after work, carried it themselves on a cart and built their first temporary shed themselves, then the house. It was in this house that Julia was born. It was no accident, apparently, that Larisa Aleksandrovna, a student at the Sverdlovsk Pedagogical Institute, flew from Sverdlovsk to her father’s house after the winter session. Her daughter needed to absorb not only the healing sea air, the bright colors of the Crimean nature, but also that invisible, dear and warm that unites people into a family, clan, people.

“The unifying principle in our family was, is and will be FAITH. At first small, in its own way, then it grew along with our understanding and trust in God. Orthodoxy has always been in the bosom of our family. It flowed from the dear eyes of parents Vladimir and Larisa, from the kind hands of grandfather Sasha, from the generous heart of his beloved grandmother Evdokia. Of course, to the extent of understanding and manifestation. But how bright the days of the Great Holidays were: the road to the Temple of God, the crackling of candles, the smell of wonderful incense, the priests in outlandish decorations. And wicker baskets with starched napkins and various goodies for consecration - yes, that’s fairy world for a child! This is from childhood. And then, the Father’s call came to the heart and soul in youth, but “since my youth, many passions have fought me”... you will come to the temple, sit in a corner, breathe in the Silence of God, shed your nonsense, and again go into battle: to establish yourself, conquer, search, make mistakes, so to speak, gain life experience. Now, I will say in the words of the song: “Thank God that the road brought me here...”, because Faith is the breath of life, the future, it is hope and consolation, it is joy and salvation for me. The journey was long and continues to this day, just to get there, how to the prodigal son, to the embrace of the Fathers - this is the goal and dream, the most secret!”

Julia's voice is, of course, a gift from God, but any diamond requires cutting. She started singing in early childhood. When she was little, her grandmother encouraged her to sing, sending her for a walk in the yard: “Sing, Yulenka, so that I know where you are,” she said. If I was silent, then it was a sign - it’s time! - I did something wrong somewhere! When my voice fell silent, my grandmother went to look for me, usually to the garden, and there we together chose ripened grapes (bunches) so that I would not eat them there.”

Grandmother had many sisters and brothers. They were especially close to one. Sister Claudia was the main family singer - she even played on her own nose, blowing familiar melodies out of it and calling it a “Hawaiian harmonica.” But what was special were the meetings of relatives: birthdays, weddings and, of course, all the holidays of sailors, fishermen and Victory Day brought together relatives not only for festive table, they were united by songs - about the Motherland, the sea, the father's house, love. Polyphony filled the entire space, and patriotic themes intertwined concepts clan, people, homeland. Everyone was family!

Almost everything that Julia owns now is rooted in that blessed past. Even the love of order was formed not without the participation of that singer Claudia - she continued to help her beloved sister Evdokia: plant flowers, whitewash the house, borders even after she found herself in wheelchair, with one leg, as before, wiping up stray drops that fell on the path with a cloth. Let’s not forget how the abundance of earthly fruits was placed in jars (so that it would certainly be beautiful!), each of which was neatly labeled, pleasing both the eye and the taste. But not only the preparations were picturesque - the whole area was so well-groomed (oleanders and palm trees were dug up in the fall and brought to the veranda to spend the winter) that passers-by often slowed down. “Oh, mom, look, this is also a sanatorium?” - Julia once heard the girl’s admiring voice.

Like the Crimean sun, Yulia’s childhood was warmed by a comprehensive love for all living things: people, Tuzik, oleanders, bugs and spiders who accidentally fell into a barrel of water and were saved with a caring hand Baba Klava: “Sit here in the sun, dry off,” she said, catching the next “victim.”

Later, Julia learns that God is Love, which “invisibly rewards, blesses not with a voice, and does not interrupt someone’s begun flight with its wing.” And again, childhood memories will tell her that the Lord was always there - both then and later, when the bright streaks of life gave way to black ones. And although there were always icons in the house, real churching began, as often happens when a person finds himself in God. And this is always scary. I really missed a spiritual mentor in my youth. Therefore, when the priest, invited to consecrate the house, invited her to sing in the choir, she readily agreed. To this day, her family keeps notebooks with notes written for those first services. Then there will be work as a regent at the seminary, solo concerts and performances with children on pilgrimage trips, competitions - there will be no only studying at the conservatory, although twice Julia was literally “on the threshold”, receiving praise and recommendations from the conservatory “luminaries”, but God, through the earthly priesthood, stopped her. Having heard both times the categorical “I don’t bless! What you already have is enough for you,” she was perplexed, upset, but years later she understood - God’s Providence. “God has His own plans for our earthly talents. The Lord has not deprived me of the joy of singing, teaching what I love, and bringing culture to the masses. On the contrary, He, by incomprehensibly multiplying all this, expanded the “masses”, opportunities and geography of my performances.”

The move to a new place of work for dad Vladimir Ignatievich Boev was also providential. Apparently, in order not to bask in the Crimean sun, in the luxury of the Black Sea and Azov nature, Yulia had a chance to get to know the harsh northern regions - they lived in the village of Korotchaevo near Novy Urengoy. In Surgut she began her studies at music school, continued in Simferopol, after the parents moved again to Crimea, when the younger twins, brother Sasha and sister Ksyusha, were born. Life, putting forward its demands, moved the family to the “spiritual north” - the city of Yekaterinburg, former Sverdlovsk, called the Russian Golgotha ​​- the place of execution of the family of the last Russian Tsar Nicholas II. The family of the Holy Royal Passion-Bearers became very close to Julia’s family, understandable and patronizing. One of the most beautiful works Yulia Berezova is music album"Crown of Heaven", dedicated to the Romanovs.

In adult life there was everything. I had a chance to experience lack of money, everyday difficulties, and disagreements with those closest to me - they broke up with their first husband, leaving behind a scorched desert of misunderstanding, pain, and resentment, which took years to overcome. Left with three children in her arms, Julia would like to have a reliable shoulder and a loving heart nearby, but she prayed to God for one thing: “Strengthen me, Lord. It’s difficult for me.” And only when the girls, growing up, began to ask the question more and more often: “Why don’t you have a husband, mom?” she gave up and said: “Well, okay, let's pray - but only for someone who will become a dad for you.” Having arrived with her three children to her grandmother in Kerch, to the very house where she spent her childhood, Julia met Him. They were participants vocal competition"The Golden Voice of Kerch." Music crowned them, as in a song...Vadim became a father to three daughters Anastasia, Varvara and Elizaveta, co-author of many love songs. Then the marriage produced a son, George, and a daughter, Eva, and they got married in Greece, in a natural temple under the stars, during one of the pilgrimage trips.

By the way, this trip is another bright page in the biography of Yulia Berezova’s family. Archimandrite Nektarios Antonopoulos (hegumen of the Greek monastery) has been involved in the spiritual care of orphans and children from low-income and large families in Russia and the CIS for many years, organizing God's help for them, pilgrimage trips to the holy places of Greece and thereby giving the most important vaccination - faith in God. Memories of those days and meetings live in my memory reverently and warmly. In Greece there were also children from vocal ensemble Julia. These clear voices of children, dressed in snow-white suits trimmed with gold, sounded to console human souls. Some said that they looked like Russian golden-domed churches, others compared them to the Jerusalem candle or angels. With surprise and tears, the Greeks listened to their performance of liturgical chants in Greek and Russian songs. Singing still unites everyone in the family of Yulia and Vadim. The eldest daughters and their parents sing in churches during services. Take part in missionary performances: in colonies, hospitals, Sunday schools, in orphanages, for pensioners, on volunteer trips to South Ossetia, etc.

“Being a mother and a wife is the first blessed thing in my life.” And the main work of Yulia’s whole life, of course, is music and service through music - her own singing, music-pedagogical, composing and missionary activities. In life there is a lot of work and hassle as mother of many children and homemaker. “A woman is the generator of the mood of the whole house - its soul!” And in this she benefited from everything she learned from her mother and grandmother - living, sewing, embroidering, singing, making the house cozy. “Every thing should be in its place, clean, well-groomed,” the grandmother’s voice sounds through the years. Once she sewed dresses for the Orthodox exhibition: the white one was bought for her daughter’s wedding, and the other, black, was bought by the deacon for his mother. Napkins made by her daughters under her leadership are always sold out at Orthodox exhibitions.

Let us repeat to be sure - the brightness of colors in Yulia’s life was often replaced by halftones and outright black stripes - life in rented apartments, illnesses of children, hospitals, intensive care, cardiac arrest and return to children... for everything she is grateful to the Lord. Consider, for example, the words of the priest Joasaph Kraplin - the same one with whom her mother “went” to the store and who later baptized Yulia - when she came to him in tears, with her sick baby in her arms, he, after listening carefully, said only : “Come on, let’s pray, daughter.” Prayer in a new quality burst into the crisis of life, fulfilling its purpose to the end. That night, for the first time in whole year After the birth of her daughter, she slept - from evening to morning, little Anastasia slept, the disease disappeared from her forever!!!

Speaking about women's happiness or, simply, about human happiness, key concept happiness itself remains. What is happiness? “Happiness is something that is sought and desired by all people without exception, just like love. Is there anyone who doesn't want to be happy and loved? No!

But what is it? Why are they looking for him? So, we must understand that they are looking for what they lost?.. Where, when, under what circumstances? Who was the first to lose happiness? The answer is hidden in the word itself. Happiness! C is just a prefix, E is an ending. And here is the main thing: the root of this mysterious word - Part - is the answer! What is this part that can make a person happy? The most sought after and desired part for a person is God Himself! There is no happiness in God!!! He Himself is happiness. The first people lost it after being expelled from Paradise. They have lost communion with God, grace, they have lost their part. And Adam became sad and sang the first earthly song from the loss of grace: “Paradise, my, Paradise...” Oh, Humanity! If you only remembered that you are one Adam. Therefore, we have all lost what Adam lost. And...forgot. In their vanity and apostasy, they forgot “Who are we? Where are we from? Why us? Why us? Whether we like it or not, we are eternal. And the human soul cannot be satisfied with what is created by human hands. Its creator, the Creator and Father, is the Lord God, and only He can satisfy the soul, nourish it, and then it will be HAPPY!!!”

“The Lord will arrange everything,” “Divine Providence,” “Trust in God” - many people far from the Church understand this incorrectly. Not passive sitting with arms folded waiting for benefits, but Full time job, in accordance with the Will of God, great work and the understanding that the Lord will leave us only what is useful to us - this is the life of a Christian in God.

Julia’s life is filled with work - physical, mental, spiritual. He encourages and teaches his children to work. Folk wisdom states that “children do not do what their parents tell them, but what their parents do.” The happiness of every person is built up through labor - he and his ancestors contribute bit by bit. “But this work is always a joy - this is my life, entrusted to me by the Lord God for creation, co-creation with Him, joy, love and Eternity with Him! I love my family (it goes far beyond physical kinship)! I thank God for all the lessons of life: difficult and pleasant, successful or painful. Thank God for everything! I sincerely wish to all readers of your magazine to meet God forever, to break out of the vicious circle of circumstances that lead away from Him and to drown in His embrace! Everyone can feel how sweet it is. And then, longing for God will not let you forget it!!!” This means that each of us can become a model for our descendants, and certainly for those closest to us - for children, grandchildren and descendants. With God blessing!

Interviewed Yulia Panova

"Pray for me, my friend..."

Program "Face to Face" Guest in the studio Yulia Berezova

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Dear brothers and sisters!

On January 16, 2015, at about 12.30 local time, a tragic event occurred on the highway near the city of Ivdel, Sverdlovsk region - singer Yulia Berezova and her husband Vadim tragically died in an accident. After their departure, five minor orphans remained (Anastasia, Varvara, Elizaveta, Egor and Eva). http://www.juliaberezova.ru/index.php

Details for providing financial assistance to the family of Yulia and Vadim:

1. Sberbank of Russia, card N 4276 1600 1374 0023 (Boev Alexander Vladimirovich).

2. Online translation YandexMoney 41001625296182

3. Bank account:

Recipient Alexander Vladimirovich Boev

Account N 40817810116541375258

Recipient's bank BRANCH N7003 SBERBANK OF RUSSIA EKATERINBURG

BIC 046577674

Cor. account 30101810500000000674

INN/KPP 7707083893/667102008

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+7-982-608-02-99 - Alexander, brother of Yulia Berezova

As the VEDOMOSTI Ural correspondent reports, this Friday, January 16, in the Middle Urals, a famous Orthodox singer died in a terrible traffic accident Yulia Berezova and her husband Vlad Belostotsky.

According to the traffic police of the Sverdlovsk region, the accident in which the singer and her husband died occurred on the 73rd kilometer of the Ivdel - Khanty-Mansi Autonomous Okrug highway on January 16, 2015 at 11:35 am.

Relatives of the victims claim that married couple I was going to a charity concert in the city of Serov, which was supposed to be the singer’s first performance this calendar year.

“I can’t believe that Yulia is no more. A famous Orthodox singer died today Yulia Berezova with my husband Vlad Belostotsky, when they were going to a concert in the city of Serov. Kingdom of Heaven!”, wrote on her page on the social network Facebook Olesya Radushko, who was well acquainted with the deceased Orthodox singer and her husband for a long time.

According to preliminary data from the department Yuri Demin, The Toyota Corolla, driven by Yulia Berezova's 43-year-old husband with 20 years of driving experience (the driver and passenger of the foreign car were wearing seat belts), drove into the oncoming lane, where it collided with a truck. Yulia Berezova died on the spot from her injuries, and her husband died in the ambulance that promptly arrived at the scene of the accident. The truck driver did not receive any injuries. The Sverdlovsk State Traffic Inspectorate also clarified that in 2014, the deceased driver of a Toyota Corolla was fined once for speeding. An investigation into this traffic accident is currently underway.

Video: e1.ru

The victims immediately left... five (!) minor children: a 17-year-old Nastya, 16 year old Varya, 13 year old Lisa, 9 year old Egor and a little six year old Eve.

Yulia Berezova was not only a performer: she also composed songs herself, was a regent in Orthodox Church and a teacher at a theological seminary. The singer was a laureate of international and Russian competitions; her songs could often be heard in broadcasts of various Orthodox radio stations and TV. Her most famous songs are “Black Robes” (lyrics. V. Paleya), “For the youth” (lyrics. M. Tsvetaeva), “In the echoing temple” (lyrics mon. Barnabas (Sanina)), “Evening singing” (lyrics mon. Lazarus).

Relatives and connoisseurs of Yulia Berezova's work in in social networks have already announced a fundraiser to help her family. The donation collection point is located at: Yugorsk, st. 40 Let Pobeda, building 6, “Blagrad” store (formerly “Taiga”). Also, those wishing to support orphaned children can transfer funds using the announced details.

1. Sberbank of Russia, card No. 4276 8160 3363 7453 ( Boev Alexander Vladimirovich).

2. Online transfer YandexMoney 41001625296182.

3. Bank account:

Ural Bank of Sberbank of Russia OJSC

Full name Boev Alexander Vladimirovich

№ 40817810216110085507

BIC 046577674

Correspondent account 30101810500000000674

TIN 7707083893

In the Urals, a fatal accident claimed the life of the famous 41-year-old Orthodox singer Yulia Berezova. Along with her, her 43-year-old guitarist husband Vadim Belostotsky also died in an accident. A married couple was hurrying to a charity concert in Serov. The couple wanted to collect donations for the construction of a temple in the village of Romanovo. But that day the highway was covered with snow, and the snowstorm reduced the visibility of the road to almost a minimum...

“HER TALENT SHOULD NOT HAVE GOED TO THE POP STAGE”

Yulia Berezova began taking her first steps in music at the age of three.

Julia sang since childhood, she recalls younger sister singer Ksenia Zhitnikova. “When she was still very little getting ready for a walk in the garden, her grandmother would wrap her up carefully and quietly say: “Sing songs so that I can hear you and not lose you.” And Julia walked and sang...

When my daughter was in eighth grade, the school announced a competition for best performance patriotic song,” shares Yulia’s mother Larisa Boeva. – And Yulia somehow managed to gather the yard boys for her performance. You see, these were already boys who loved the fashionable life. And she managed to encourage them to learn the patriotic song “An order was given to him to go to the West.” And when Nice boys came on stage in white shirts and trousers, and my daughter conducted, everyone just froze.

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Yulia Berezova. "Pray for me, my friend." Zakhar DEMIDOV

It was then that Yulia's parents decided that better profession You won’t find anything better than a stage for your daughter.

After college, Julia wanted to enter the conservatory, but her spiritual fathers did not give her their blessing. According to relatives, they did not want the talented girl to become a typical pop singer. And Berezova began performing in Sunday schools, and a little later in the Church of the Nativity of Christ in Yekaterinburg. The girl often received prizes in local competitions. At one of these, fate brought her together with her future husband.

I DREAMED OF A MUSICIAN HUSBAND

Yulia had a dream - to find a life partner who would support her in everything. So that he would be a musician and could accompany her on stage. She prayed to God for him, and God sent Yulia just such a husband,” explains the singer’s close friend Alla Prihoda.

Julia met her fate on music festival in Kerch. Her future husband Vadim Belostotsky performed there as an amateur guitarist. He didn’t count on a prize, but he took home the biggest award of his life from the competition.

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Yulia Berezova. “I’ll leave you with a little recipe for love as a souvenir.” Zakhar DEMIDOV

Yulia and Vadim got married a year after they met. The festive ceremony was held in parental home in a narrow family circle. And the wedding took place in Greece. IN warm country The lovers were invited by the local clergyman, Archimandrite Nektariy.

The marriage of Yulia and Vadim turned out to be very strong. They had five children,” adds the singer’s sister Ksenia. “They didn’t have their own apartment, they lived in a service room from the temple. And although the family was not rich, Vadim and Yulia were always happy about the addition. And they even planned to adopt several orphans.

Yulia and Vadim, according to relatives and friends, were an ideal couple.

They understood each other perfectly. We lived together for almost 20 years and never quarreled,” says the singer’s sister. - Vadim was always next to Yulia: behind the scenes, on stage, and at home.

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Yulia Berezova. Performance at the "Arzamas Domes" concert. Zakhar DEMIDOV

DID YOU FEEL AN ACCIDENT?

During my 20s musical career Yulia Berezova has achieved a lot.

Without appearing on TV and the Internet, the artist was able to achieve enormous recognition. In almost all cities of Russia, full houses were waiting for her. By the way, Julia donated most of her fees to charity. She performed in orphanages, raised money for children with cerebral palsy, for the restoration of churches and the construction of chapels.

Alas, in Lately Julia felt very tired due to her busy schedule. And three hours before her death, on the way to the next performance, she was noticeably nervous in a conversation with a friend.

We called Yulia half an hour before they got into the car,” sighs the singer’s friend Alla. - There was tension in her voice. I think she had a premonition...

The accident occurred on the 73rd kilometer of the Ivdel-KhMAO border highway.

A 43-year-old driver of a foreign car Toyota Corolla, driving with his wife, violated the speed limit, did not take into account weather conditions (recent snowfall) and overtook without making sure the maneuver was safe. In the oncoming lane, a car collided with a truck. The strong impact threw both cars to the side of the road, as stated by the propaganda department of the State Traffic Safety Inspectorate of the Sverdlovsk Region.

Yulia Berezova died on the spot from her injuries. Her husband was urgently sent to the hospital with multiple injuries, but on the way Vadim Belostotsky died without regaining consciousness. His driving experience is 20 years.

Four schoolgirl daughters (Nastya - 17 years old, Varvara - 16, Lisa - 12, Eva - 6) and little son Yegor were left without parents. On the day of the tragedy he turned 9 years old. Relatives are now jointly deciding the fate of the children.

Julia was 15 years older than my sister and me. She always took care of us,” recalls Berezova’s brother Alexander. - We will never leave her children. We are now resolving the issue of guardianship and trusteeship documents. Each child, depending on age, needs a different legal approach. The guys will remain in the family in any case.

The musician spouses gave all their lives charity concerts to raise money for those in need. Now the brother and sister are collecting donations for their five orphaned children. If you want to help, you can transfer money to their bank account:

1. Sberbank of Russia, card No. 4276 8160 3363 7453 (Boev Alexander Vladimirovich). 2. Online transfer YandexMoney 41001625296182. 3. Bank account: Ural Bank OJSC "Sberbank of Russia" Full name Boev Alexander Vladimirovich No. 40817810216110085507 BIC 046577674 Corresponding account 30101810500000000674 7707083893 Gearbox 775001001